|I didn’t have a camera,
so this is a similar kampong from the ‘net
|This is smoked bat; very popular here.
Prepared this way it’s called paniki
Back at the house, it was a perfect opportunity for a long nap. JJ had fallen asleep in the car, everyone was tired from the last few days, and the older kids were all playing with their Christmas presents. So Yolanda, JJ, and I climbed into bed. Yolanda and JJ apparently got up after an hour or two, but I slept on; when I finally awoke late in the afternoon, I was feeling decidedly ill; then it all came on at once. Violent diarrhea, vomiting until there was nothing but blood, sweats,chills and a whacking headache. This went on for the rest of the day and I had determined that if by daylight there was no improvement, I would once again commit myself to the purgatory that is an Indonesian hospital. However, by about 3 AM I began to become aware of not feeling quite so wretched and that my sprints to the toilet were becoming less frequent; now, at 4.30 I’m able to drink a little water without being nauseated. I guess I’m over it.
|Indonesian kids are very special.|